Isabelle I sink down next to Mae and Cheryl in the corner, pulling my legs to my chest. Mae wrapped her arm around my shoulders. "Wolfsbane, in her wounds!" Cynthia shrieked. "Seems so." Logan responds. "But her wounds are slashes, like from claws?" Lauren questioned. "Yes, they were." Logan confirms. "How is that even possible?" Lauren questions again, looking around the room. Everett shrugs his shoulder, and Logan looks clueless. The only one of them that's not making a facial expression is Max. He looks at Mae, and Mae looks at Cheryl. Cheryl shakes her head, so I look at Mae. "Mae?" I questioned. Mae immediately looks down at the ground. "What do you know?" I question, but it almost sounds accusatory. I stand up, and I continue to look at her as I walk over to stand next to Logan. "What do you know?" I repeated, this time in a more authoritative tone. Max walks behind Mae's chair while we are all staring at her. Placing a hand on her shoulder. She looks over to
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